Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

"Stop!" The Eastern God of War looked at Song Wenwen and shouted.

"Do you have any other orders?"

"Is there anything I tell you to tell me directly, although we are meeting for the first time, but you are my mother's elder, that is my elder."

"I'll ask Phoenix Tower to serve you some hard dishes."

"You mustn't be polite, today is my second dad's treat." Song Wenwen looked generous.

Those who didn't know thought it was his treat.

"Just fooled my old man, now pretend to meet for the first time."

"Do you think I'm stupid, especially easy to fool?" Eastern God of War looked at Song Wenwen and asked.

"Have we met before? Don't be joking, seniors. I have a super good memory, and I rank first in cultural classes every semester."

"If we had met before, I would definitely remember it." Song Wenwen said very sincerely.

He knew, everyone knew, that he was acting.

But at this time, as long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

He is used to being shameless, and he doesn't know what embarrassment is.

"Boy, keep pretending. I'll see how long you can pretend." The Eastern God of War looked at Song Wenwen and said.

When he thought that he was fooled by a half-teenage boy before, his old face was a little uncomfortable.

After he separated from Song Wenwen and the others, he made a special trip to the examination room and asked the chief examiner to check all the information of the person who passed the level perfectly.

At this time, he was sure that the person who took his God of War Order was Song Wenwen.

Although he didn't know where Song Wenwen hid the God of War Token, it made him more sure.

If there is no hidden strength, it is impossible to pass the level he set perfectly.

"Oh I see."

"Senior Dongfang probably recognized me as my twin brother Song Dinuan."

"It seems that there is a misunderstanding here."

"I'll bring Song Dinuan here to see how he offended senior."

"Let him make amends to senior." Song Wenwen said, walking towards the outside of the box again.

However, as soon as he reached the door of the box, he felt a powerful force imprisoning himself.

Then his body retreated involuntarily, and finally he came in front of the Eastern God of War.

"Sir, if you have anything to say, I will tell my twin brother." Song Wenwen was not arrested either.

In a panic, he sat down on a chair next to him and said.

He could tell that the Eastern God of War had no ill intentions towards him.

"Little guy, don't be so wary, the old man has no ill intentions towards you."

"The old man came to see you today, there is only one thing."

"I want you to be my disciple." The Eastern God of War didn't beat around the bush, he said straightforwardly.

Hearing what he said, everyone in the box widened their eyes.

"Senior, it's not appropriate for Nuan Nuan to be your apprentice, right? You're inferior." At this time, Yu Qingcheng said.

If it was really about seniority, she would have to call Dongfang God of War grandpa.

If Song Wenwen was his apprentice, wouldn't she be like the Eastern God of War for the rest of her life?

"You young people, why are you more feudal than this old guy like me?"

"The old man doesn't care about seniority, why do you care about this?"

"In the future, we will discuss our own issues," said the Eastern God of War.

What he said made Yu Qingcheng feel black.

There is no way to talk about each other.

Once Song Wenwen became an apprentice of the Eastern God of War, he became a member of their Uncle generation.

Could it be that she said to Song Wenwen in the future, I call you Uncle, and you call me Mom.

"You let me be your apprentice, and I will be your apprentice?"

"Then I don't feel ashamed." At this time, Song Wenwen spoke.

"Stinky boy, do you know how many people in Long Kingdom are vying to be my apprentice."

"You still don't want to be?" Eastern God of War looked at Song Wenwen and said.

"That's not what I mean. I mean, it's not impossible if you want me to be your apprentice."

"That's right, you have to pay more." Song Wenwen said.

He has always been a little timid in doing things because he has no background and has too many scruples.

If he had an awesome background, he would be free to make money.

"Add money?"

"If you are my apprentice, it's fine if you don't give me money. How dare you ask me for money?"

"Do you know that as long as I tell you, those who are willing to be my apprentices can line up from Phoenix City to the Imperial Capital." The Eastern God of War said.

"Then why are you looking for them, why are you looking for me?" Song Wenwen said.

His words made the Eastern God of War suddenly speechless.

There are indeed many people who are willing to be his apprentices, but he doesn't like them all.

After so many years, only Song Wenwen's talent has moved his heart.

"How much do you want?" Eastern God of War said.

If Song Wenwen became his disciple, then he should pamper his disciple, and it's okay to give him some pocket money.

Now, it's time to pay in advance.

"How many spirit stones do you have?" Song Wenwen asked.

When he was speaking, he hastily changed the word money into Lingshi.

Because he was worried, he talked for a long time, and finally gave him dragon coins, so he would be in a big loss.

After all, 10,000 dragon coins can be exchanged for one spirit stone.

"You are now apprentice, and I will give you ten thousand spirit stones." The Eastern God of War said.

"Ten thousand spiritual stones?" Song Wenwen's eyes widened instantly.

"How about it, is your heart moved?" The Eastern God of War saw Song Wenwen's eyes and said with a smile.

Ten thousand spirit stones is indeed an astronomical sum for a ten-year-old child.

"You are such a god of war, you have the nerve to take out a mere 10,000 spirit stones."

"If I were you, I wouldn't even be able to lose this man."

"So stingy, I don't have much money to come to worship you as my teacher. Let's stop here for the apprenticeship." Song Wenwen said with a look of disgust.

"Boy, do you think 10,000 spirit stones are too little?"

"How long will it take you to earn 10,000 spirit stones on your own," said the Eastern God of War.

"Sister Nangong, tell this stingy old man how many spirit stones I can earn in a day on the first floor." Song Wenwen turned to Nangong Weiyang and said.

"Grandpa Dongfang, the first floor he opened to warm up, the daily net profit is more than 20,000 spirit stones." Nangong Weiyang said.

"What?"

"what?"

"How many?"

As soon as Nangong Weiyang said this, everyone in the box was shocked.

Especially Yun Dashan, Tang Ziyou.

Yu Qingcheng is no exception.

Although they all knew that Song Wenwen had opened a store called the First Floor, there was quite a stir in Phoenix City.

But I never thought that I could earn more than 20,000 Lingshi in one day. Biqu library

When the Eastern God of War heard what Nangong Weiyang said, his old face turned red instantly.

If what Nangong Weiyang said is true, the 10,000 spirit stones he just said are indeed a bit petty.

He never imagined that a young boy who had just grown up could earn so many spirit stones in one day.

"I don't have too many spirit stones. As long as you are a teacher, I can give you a diamond-level treasure."

"How?" Eastern God of War said.